I looked out the window just now and saw a beautiful sight. Barnard was curled up on the lawn chair, and Luke was in the grass next to the chair. They were co-existing happily, enjoying all the morning birdsong, the whoosh whoosh of the barn swallows across the yard, and the warm breeze. They seemed to be saying "later it will storm, but for the moment all is calm."
Grabbing my camera, I approached the door to capture the moment.
That's when Luke hissed at Barnard and chased her across the yard to the barn. The moment was broken.